Gu Nianzhi's big eyes, as bright as stars, dimmed little by little.
She stared blankly at the man sitting next to her, and wanted to say something, but her throat was so disturbed that her plump, water chestnut lips trembled and closed, and she couldn't say a word.
They obviously have the same facial features, but they give her a completely different feeling.
If the Huo Shaoheng in Gu Nianzhi's memory is an oil painting with thick ink and color, full of majesty, even though he is so handsome that it makes people despair and suffocate, he still has the warmth and generosity of a human being.
But the person in front of her now is more like an exquisite beauty drawn with meticulous brushwork. Every detail is perfect and impeccable. However, he is as cold as ice and as cold as Sanjiu. He is not the same as the one in her memory. That person is completely different.
Huo Shaoheng's voice in his memory was deep and magnetic, shaking people's hearts like a subwoofer.
The man in front of him had a clear and cold voice, a typical baritone.
Gu Nianzhi had both facial expression and voice control. As soon as that person spoke, Gu Nianzhi knew that she had recognized the wrong person.
That voice was completely different.
The initial throbbing gradually dissipated, and more and more differences reminded her that this was not the person in her heart.
Gu Nianzhi gritted his teeth and looked away, looking at the cards in the dealer's hand in front of him.
She no longer had the energy to memorize and count cards. She lost three games in a row and tens of thousands of dollars were gone in the blink of an eye.
Her face was filled with unbearable pain. In the eyes of those monitoring the casino, they thought she was sad because she had lost money, so they couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
Fortunately, this person is not powerful enough for them to look at him differently, or even want to be added to the "blacklist".
But the man next to her who looked exactly like Huo Shaoheng won a lot, more than she had just won at another gambling table.
"My dear, you are so amazing!" The beautiful woman sitting on his lap hugged him and kissed him repeatedly, with big red lips covering his face one after another.
But he just looked at her with a smile, took out a tissue, wiped it on his face gracefully, and then stretched out the tissue with red lip marks in front of the woman, his voice was doting and clear, "... Naughty devil. "
Both of them spoke Russian, and Gu Nianzhi had taught herself Russian when she was in that world, and she could understand ordinary daily conversations, so at this time, the blow to her was even worse.
Her expression was dull, her body was stiff, and she finally couldn't listen anymore.
Huo Ran stood up, turned around and rushed out of the specially covered gambling table. Without hesitation, he pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him and came outside the deck, breathing heavily.
She was really suffocating inside just now, and she almost forgot to breathe.
It took almost all of her self-control not to break down in front of that man.
The outside deck is luxuriously and comfortably furnished, with several designer post-modern sofas placed along the railings.
Gu Nianzhi walked around the sofa and rushed to the railing. He held the railing tightly with both hands and his body swayed like a night bottle in the night wind, open to the extreme and also to the fullest.
Not far from her, a tall man stood on the deck with a cigarette in his hand, looking at the moonlight on the sea indifferently, and puffed out a puff of white smoke.
The moonlight was hazy, and his handsome and elegant face was more beautiful than the moonlight.
Gu Nianzhi burst into tears and couldn't stop crying.
The emotions were so agitated that I didn't see anyone standing here at all.
With tears in his eyes, the man walked up to her and gently held her in his arms.
Gu Nianzhi had an illusion for a while, so he leaned closer and murmured: "Master Huo, is that you?"
The man was startled for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair. A clear and indifferent voice sounded in her ears, "No, I am He Zhichu. Don't admit the wrong person."
Gu Nianzhi closed his eyes, and a series of tears rolled down again, soaking the skirt of He Zhichu's chest.
He Zhichu held a cigarette in one hand and hugged Gu Nianzhi in the other. He took another puff with an expressionless face.
Gu Nianzhi greedily smelled the familiar smell of smoke in his arms and indulged herself uncontrollably.
He Zhichu patted her back gently, wordlessly soothing her nervousness.
After a while, Gu Nianzhi whispered: "Why are you here?"
He Zhichu looked down at her deeply and said, "... I was worried that you wouldn't be able to accept it, so I came to see you."
Gu Nianzhi hugged his thin waist, rubbed his face, and said, "You know? Did you see it too?"
He Zhichu said nothing and touched her head.
"When I first saw him, I thought I was hallucinating because I missed him." Gu Nianzhi sobbed, "But as soon as he opened his mouth, I knew it wasn't... this wasn't him..."
Because the Mr. Huo she loved would not look at her with such cold and bored eyes.
Because the Mr. Huo she loved would not look at another woman with such doting eyes.
Because the Mr. Huo she loved would never have sex with another woman in front of her...
Gu Nianzhi couldn't bear the thought of the situation just now.
Even if she knew it was not him, seeing him with that face in front of her with other women made Gu Nianzhi want to die.
She lay in He Zhichu's arms and whispered: "In the past, I looked down on people who were willing to live and die for their feelings, but just now, for a moment, when I rushed out, I really wanted to jump off the tenth floor. ”
"If you die, you'll be done with it. You don't have to have a headache, a broken heart, or face that kind of embarrassment..."
"I'm just a hypocrite, a coward who can stand and talk without hurting his back." Gu Nianzhi kept blaming himself for his cowardice and incompetence.
He Zhichu was silent for a long time and said, "I can't blame you. Everyone overestimates their ability to bear and underestimates their ability to endure."
So only you know whether the shoes fit your feet or not.
After Gu Nianzhi cried, his suppressed emotions were released to a certain extent, and his mood gradually calmed down.
She buried herself in He Zhichu's arms and whispered, "Who is that man? Do you know him?"
If He Zhichu could rush over, he must have some knowledge of this person's identity.
He Zhichu thought about it and didn't hide it from her, because he was worried that concealing it would bring her more trouble.
He lowered his head and said in a very low voice in her ear: "... He is the Far East ace of the Soviet KGB, Peter. His Chinese name is also Huo Shaoheng."
When Gu Nianzhi heard this name, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
She remembered that she had asked Xie Qingying about Xie Ziyan's whereabouts. Xie Qingying said that Xie Ziyan went to the Soviet Union in her early years.
Then she asked her why she didn't ask the Soviet KGB to help find someone...
The results proved prophetic.
It's like the gears of fate can bring the same people to the same situation no matter how they turn.
Gu Nianzhi's face turned paler and paler, and she didn't know how to face all this.
He Zhichu hugged her tighter and continued to whisper in her ear: "What's wrong? Can't stand hearing this name?"
Gu Nianzhi punched him hard, pushed him away, turned around and smoothed his hair, and said uncomfortably: "No, I just saw it and was a little surprised."
He Zhichu looked at her for a while with squinting peach blossom eyes, as if to measure how sincere her words were, "Really? Just surprised? Don't want to say hello?"
Gu Nianzhi rolled his eyes at him, replaying the scene just now in his mind. He suddenly came back to his senses and said in surprise: "That woman is Xiao Ye?!"
She quickly remembered that Xiao Ye used to work as an agent for the Russian KGB, but at that time, she used a disguised appearance, which was very ordinary.
Xiao Ye's real appearance is particularly beautiful, that of a woman with long curly hair.
She had been with Xiao Ye day and night for more than a month and was very familiar with her.
But just now when she first saw a man who looked exactly like Huo Shaoheng, she was shocked and emotionally excited. Her attention was completely attracted by him, and she didn't even realize who the beautiful woman sitting on his lap was.
He Zhichu looked away, nodded, took a puff of cigarette, and said, "Yes, she is Xiao Ye, and she is Linda. She is the flower of the Far East of the Soviet KGB."
Gu Nianzhi was stunned, "Huo Shaoheng became Peter, but Xiao Ye is still Linda?"
She remembered that Peter over there was a man who always had his eyelids drooped, as if he couldn't wake up all day long, and his appearance was extremely ordinary.
"Yes." He Zhichu nodded and gently dusted the cigarette ashes into the sea. "Theoretically, because we don't have Huo Shaoheng here, he becomes Peter of the Soviet KGB Far East Bureau."
"...He is the counterpart of Mr. Huo over there, right?" Gu Nianzhi stared at He Zhichu closely, not missing even the slightest expression on his face.
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This is today's second update with a monthly ticket price of 4500: Chapter 1527 "Who is He".
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